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DOWN IN A LICENSED SALOON (W.A. Williams) Where is my wandering boy tonight, Down in a licensed saloon. Down in a room all cozy and bright, Filled with the glare of many a light. Ruined and wrecked by the drink appetite, Down in the licensed saloon. Down, down, down, down in a licensed saloon. Once he was pure as morning dew, As he knelt at his mother's knee, No face was more fair, No heart more true, And none were as sweet as he. Little arms were once thrown around my neck, Look at him now! My poor heart will break. Think of my boy tonight. A sad wreck! Down in a licensed saloon. Brother, I guess you'd enter the fight If it were your own Down there tonight. Ruined and wrecked by the drink appetite Down in a licensed saloon. SOURCE: Vance Randolph, Ozark Folksongs, vol. II (No. 35 [pp. 431-432]; text onl y) "The words and music of this song by W.A. Williams, who copyrighted it in 1892, appeared in Prohibition Songs, edited by Charles M. and J.H. Fillmore (Cincinnat i, 1903, No. 15), under the caption 'An answer to, "Where is My Wandering Boy To -night?"' The words of the second verse differ from the text given here."--Rando lph. (From Mrs. Lillian Short, Cabool, Mo., Dec. 30, 1940) @drink @temperance @nostalgia filename[ WNDRBOY5 MS |
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